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What er5 Man Hath Wrought ! I-THE LAOCOON ('Editor's T^ote: This is the third in a series of sculpture appreciation articles by the noted archeologist, theologician, rug-cutter and poet, William P. Rowley, who composed the immortal couplet hailed as its own by the meat cutters union: "Oh, woman, lovely woman, how it cuts me li\e a \nife to thin\ you were a spare-rib in the butcher-shop of life!-) THE Laocoon, "that fearful marvel wrought in stone," as Mark Twain termed this priceless marble group in the Cortile del Belvedere of the Vatican, has been a subject of academic controversy since first it was unearthed in 1509 in the vineyard of one Felice di Fredi, a fortunate Italian whose vines could have borne the most untender and bitter ' grapes imaginable from that time on ^ without causing him the slightest con' cern. His crop was already made for years to come. That one fehcific find of the fortunate Felice brought him riches far beyond his fondest dreams, thus proving again the verity of the old adage that years of application and ceaseless toil always will bring their rev/ard to one who is faithful in the performance of his humble daily tasks and has a priceless relic of antiquity buried somewhere conveniently close to the surface of his submarginal soil. In many ways the case of the aforesaid Felice is similar to that of the conscientious and hardworking newspaperman who, after years of faithful service in the employment of the same publisher, retired to live a life of ease with a fortune of $65,010, representing his accumulated savings and $65,000 inherited from a doting aunt. His employer probably gave him a gold watch as a farewell gift.